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Look, the streets is about where you're from. It's not some school talent show. There's no spring floors.
Kyle sighed. He wanted to teach the male, who's name he found out to be Caine, but if the man couldn't find a beat, it would be pointless to try and teach him. Without being able to find a beat, you can't dance. He really had no idea what to do.
There's no spotlights to use what you got and... what makes you think you got it, huh?

